“There’s a heart up on the shelf collecting dust…
While this disaster takes care of everything…
Like when we were young,
And it feels as if we’re invincible.
Because, you are.
From this moment forth,
no one shall ever die…”
You’re all ghosts.
Not even the light could lie.
Young cowards,
you glorious failures.
Why breathe
if you have nothing to fucking say?
Why live
if you have nothing to leave behind?
I won’t be the one to disappoint you…
We all die by the hand
of art and opposition…
If... you’re... fighting,
you’ve already won…
So,
make it
worth it…
make it
worth it…
make it
worth it…
make it
worth it...
make it
worth it…
make it
worth it…
make it
worth it…
make it
worth it…
make it
worth it…
make it
worth it…
make it
worth... it...
Quite possibly the most full-on album I've ever listened to. Intense, and then some. 'Digital Tarpit' could describe both the track and the whole album: high-pitched guitar squeals that make your fillings itch coupled with merciless, suffocating heaviness. The Avenell-esque vocals top it off perfectly.
Brilliant - punishing, but brilliant. jim_fuego